The Mafia’s Wanted Desires

ASHLEY

God…

Hearing him speak to me since we stepped into this room was more than enough to convince me that he was an entirely different man in this room, but beholding his gaze and having him stand right in front of me, towering over me like a predator that was about to pounce on his last meal, ticked all the boxes of the different shades of him.

The dominating aura that had always surrounded him was tainted by something much more feral. Something raw and dark. His eyes burned with a devilish desire that incinerated me from the inside out. The hunger in those green essences was barbaric and it was so stimulating in ways I didn’t even know was possible. My legs felt so light in the air, and I knew that at any point in time, I was bound to lose my stance.

He was like a god.

And holy smoke, he looked so perfect that it brought tears to my eyes. I didn’t understand how someone’s dark side could be this alluring. I didn’t know how his beastly side could be this enthralling.

He stood there and took every ounce of my breath away.

“Turn around,” he instructed, his tone dead. Without hesitation, I obeyed his command and sucked in some breath when I felt him behind me. His hands found their way to the zipper of my dress, pulling it down slowly. He pushed the straps of my dress downwards and the soft material fell off my body, pooling at my feet. I got out of the dress and swallowed.

“Look at me,”

I spun around, facing him. I knew he had seen me naked countless times, but it didn’t deter me from feeling so conscious under his scorching gaze. His eyes soaked me in demurely, basking in every inch of my body, and I felt my legs wavering, a shaky breath eluded me as my insecurities began enveloping me.

“Christ,” he whispered in awe.

“You are one hell of an enthralling woman.” For the first time this night, his voice softened, laced with comfort and adoration. He took a step forward, yanking me forward, and I came crashing into his chest. His green eyes looked all shades of darkness and then, he chuckled, trailing his fingers on my cheek and I shivered.

“I am going to have so much fun tainting you.” He smirked and grabbed me by the back of my head, his mouth descending on mine. I opened up to him immediately and felt him pick me up without difficulty. I wrapped my legs around him, deepening the kiss and moaning into it. I was too immersed in the kiss to notice he had started moving and the next thing I felt was my back hitting the soft mattress.

The silk sheets flopped against my skin. He was hovering above me, our heavy breathing mixed, producing a breathless sound and a certain amount of heat that fanned every inch of my skin. He was still in his shirt that wasn’t fully buttoned up, tucked in his slacks while I was utterly bare underneath him. His eyes couldn’t have looked more captivating and they were enough to keep me distracted for him to cuff my hands to the restraints by the bedpost. He did the same to my legs and I just watched him the whole time, with utter fascination.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, staring down at me. He got off the bed and walked over to one of the stands. I tried to lift my head off the pillow to see what he was doing but I could only move it a little, leaving me unable to see him. By the time he came back, his shirt was gone. It gave me the chance to ogle at his ivory skin that exuded a bluish glow under the lights. His messy hair shimmered with a raw azure color.

He was so handsome…

My eyes darted to the objects in his hands. He had a black tie in his hands, alongside a black object I recognised to be a vibrator. And like a wolf, he stalked towards me like its prey, his lifeless eyes trained on my body. I tried to clamp my legs shut because of the way they throbbed heavily, but the restraints that held them apart prevented me from doing that. I let out a frustrated huff and tossed my head backwards.

He got atop me, breathing softly. The warm air tickled my skin, scattering goosebumps across my skin. He stared down at me and I could read the warmth that was thrown across those green orbs, alongside a subtle look of question, and I nodded my head, urging him on. He brought the tie to my face and I caught a whiff of his fresh cologne before he blindfolded me.

I was thrown into complete darkness.

The soft humming of the vibrator tore through my thoughts, jerking me back to reality. I felt his hot breath on my face and he captured my lips softly. I slowly eased into the kiss but then, it was a fucking decoy because when the humming object connected with my sensitive bud, I jerked, arching my back off the bed and moaning loudly.

“Fuck!” I cursed, heaving. He teased my nub with it and I jerked violently, unconsciously tugging at my restraints. It left a stinging pain on my wrists, but the pleasure I felt from the vibrator assaulting my nipples overrode it. I mewled, wiggling beneath him. His lips met my neck and I whimpered, the vibration that coursed through the object sent tingles shooting through my body and straight to my core, stimulating it and causing it to grow more moist than it already is.

He was teasing me.

He knew exactly where I wanted it.

“Sir, please!” I pleaded.

He let out a derisive chuckle, trailing the object around my areola while I trashed around on the bed, tugging at the restraints that bound my hands and legs, which I knew would leave a mark by the morning, but all I could bring myself to care about at this moment was to get just one orgasm from him.

“Not such a smart mouth now or are you?” He asked, his tone laced with mockery.

“Oh, my God!” A wanton gasp tore through my lips when the vibrator grazed my sensitive bundle of nerves. He stroked it gently and I whimpered, arching my back off the bed in a desperate attempt to get more of what he was willing to offer me. I was frustrated and agitated. Every inch of my body yearned for his touch but he wasn’t giving me what I wanted.

He worsened my torture by increasing it to the highest he could get, gliding it around my slick vulva. My nipples hardened and my body rocked with tremors as my toes curled in ecstasy. My eyes felt like they were rolling back in their sockets and every limb in my body convulsed heavily, begging for a release from the burning sensation that coursed through my veins. Heavy knots formed in the pit of my stomach, amplifying every second with each stroke. I could feel myself hanging on the rear edge, thrashing around on the bed with loud sobs eluding me.

I was overly drenched in sweat and I could feel my hair sticking to my face, getting into my mouth and muffling my sobs. I was almost shattered into a thousand pieces.

And then,

Just when I could feel myself falling off.

He turned the damn thing off.

“Fuck! No! No!”

“Shit!”

“Sir please, please…let me come!”

My sanity felt as though it was being yanked away from me. My body was imbued with so much ache, my pussy throbbing heavily, hurting me with how it pulsated now and then. My head felt light and my vision was overly faint. It was like being starved for years and then having a piece of meat dangled right in front of your face. Your taste buds hurt so badly to get even a graze of the seasoning it was soaked in and then, when you finally feel your nose soaked up with the tantalising aroma, the seasoning dotting on your tongue, it’s snatched away from you.

“Now, why should I let you come?”

“You have been such a disrespectful whore!” He growled, his weight looming above me. He closed in on me, pressing his hard bulge on my glistening cunt, careful enough not to crush me with his weight. The contact of the thick clothes against my warm opening felt like a light jolt of spark through my body.

I tossed my head backwards, a sigh-cry rippling through my mouth. I tugged at the restraints violently, hurting myself in the process. My body and my insides felt like they were burning from the inside out. It crawled with a heat our body contact produced, intensifying my arousal.

“Oh, fuck!” I cried.

“Please, sir…” My voice trailed off in a whimper. He buried his head in the crook of my neck, sniffing me in and chuckling into it. The deep, throaty vibration surged through me, shooting straight to my core and exuding more liquid from it. I let out a needy moan, my buds hardening even more. His palm found one of my boobs, kneading it softly. He tugged at my nipple, pinching and flicking it while I wiggled in his arms at his torturous assault.

I was so sensitive to his touch. Even the breath that escaped him turned me on more than I had ever been turned on in my entire life. It rendered me shameless, leaving me to beg for even a brush of his fingers on my skin. My eyes welled up with tears of agitation, soaking up my blindfold.

“Please, sir…let me__fuck!” I screamed when I felt his finger stroke my sensitive clit. His mouth enclosed around one of my nipples and he slid a finger into my pussy. I nearly went mad at the stimulating contact. I was so restless.

“More!” I begged and he chuckled. I sensed he was about to retract his fingers and I tried to clamp my legs around his hand to keep him from doing that.

“Please! I beg you! Please!” I cried.

“You are a pool down there,” His tone dripped with utter satisfaction. He slowly pumped his fingers out of me, loud breathy moans emitting from me. My legs spasmed uncontrollably, my stomach churning with nerves. One of his fingers stroked my clit while the other pumped in and out of me. He quickened his pace when he added one more finger. I whimpered, my toes curling at the contact. He crashed his lips on mine, suppressing my loud moans as I approached my climax.

“Shit! I am going to come!”

“Oh, fuck!”

“Can I come, sir?” I was practically screaming at the top of my lungs.

“Come,”

It felt like I had been waiting for that one word my entire life. My body rippled heavily as I convulsed, screaming at the top of my lungs. I shattered into a million pieces in his arms, a loud sob tumbling from my mouth at how amazing it felt. My juices exploded out of me, creaming his fingers as I jerked uncontrollably, whimpering softly.

My lungs were beginning to hurt and my muscles felt so tired, but it was the best orgasm I have ever had in my entire life. It left me wanting more.

The blindfold was off my face in a second and my eyes met his now dark green ones that looked like they had been waiting to gaze at me. I tried to slow my heavy breathing, drowning in his hypnotic gaze. His fingers came up to my face, stroking my cheeks tenderly. I sighed, easing into his touch.

“Whose girl are you?” He asked in a whisper, his tone dark and threatening.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Yours. I am all yours.” I responded in a heartbeat and he groaned, pressing a kiss to my jaw, moving to my neck and assaulting it with feathery kisses.

“You have no idea just how crazy you drive me. I am so obsessed with you that you can barely understand how deep it runs,” He kissed the swell of my breasts.

” You are all mine, Peach.” He pressed a kiss dangerously close to my nipples and I moaned.

“All mine,”

“Fuck, I’d kill for you!” He growled, possessively, and I tossed my head backwards, yanking at my chains when his lips met my boobs, giving one of them a long, hard suck that left me so soaked. There was something about him staking his claim on me that I loved so much. I loved him telling me about how much I affected him. I loved him telling me how I was undeniably and irrevocably his. Something about it drove me nuts and I loved every bit of it.

My heart pounded erratically against my chest, my pulse raced hard and my cheeks went up in flames. His words only heightened how badly I wanted him inside of me, how badly I wanted him to claim me as his, thoroughly. I wanted him to dominate me, use me and fuck me as he pleased.

“I want to be fucked. Hard.”

I told him, peering at him beneath my lashes and biting my lips. He groaned. His eyes darkened with lust and desire. He crawled away from me, unbuckling the restraints that held my legs together. My legs felt so numb, I could barely move them, but it didn’t deter me from watching him undo his fly. He unbuckled his belt and got rid of it alongside his slacks and briefs. His thick length came into view and I felt my mouth run dry, my pussy pulsating heavily. Heck, I could hear the soft breathing sound it made.

It throbbed in the excitement of being fed.

He got on the bed and leaned towards me until he was hovering above me, and then he kissed me, long and hard, leaving me breathless by the time he pulled away.

“You are still on the pills?” He asked me in a whisper and I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. Arden was observant and he could pick up on the slightest emotion that crossed my face, so I tried to conceal my discomfort as quickly as I could.

He didn’t have to know.

I could take care of myself.

So, I said the opposite.

“Yes,” I breathed, hungry for him.

“Good girl,”

He picked up one of my legs, throwing it on his shoulder with his eyes steadily on mine. The tip of his cock brushed and teased my opening, eliciting a whine-like moan from me. He could sense my neediness and desperation that radiated off me in waves which caused him to chuckle in amusement.

“You want this cock, don’t you?” He queried, nudging my jaw with his head. I moaned softly at the way his cock brushed my slit.

“Badly,”

“Please, fuck me, sir.” I pleaded, swallowing audibly. His cock lined up with my entrance and he plunged into me swiftly, earning a loud moan from me.

“Oh, fuck!” I cried, tossing my head backwards. He always managed to leave me speechless anytime he was inside me. His thick length filled me up, stretching me like an elastic band. My walls wrapped around him like they had been waiting for him all day long. I kept my eyes trained on his face, watching his face contort into an expression of utter satisfaction. He loved being inside of me as much as I loved having him inside me.

“So tight.”

“So warm,”

“All for me. All mine.” He groaned, pulling out of me and slamming back inside of me. I moaned loudly, my knees buckling heavily. His head was soon attached to the hollow of my neck, a grunt of satisfaction eluding him as he slammed into me swiftly. Again. I whimpered, my nipples hardening. I tugged at my restraints, desperate to get them off and wrap my arms around him so tightly. I didn’t know how he could fill me up and still make me yearn for more. It felt like it wasn’t enough.

“Shit!” I groaned when he thrust into me. He increased his pace, pounding into me like his self-control finally snapped. It felt like his tamed beast had awoken from a long slumber. His thrusts were deep, swift and hard. They extracted wanton sounds and whimpers from me, my toes curling around him. He pulled out of me, drilling into me with a force that had me yanking at my restraints, a scream rippling through my mouth.

It felt so good.

He felt so good.

“You are so tight, fuck!” He groaned, dipping his head downwards and capturing one of my nubs. He slammed into me aggressively and I tightened my legs around him, mumbling incorrigibles as he drilled into me. Each thrust is much more mind-shattering than the last. His pace grew faster with each thrust, extracting sounds I didn’t even know I could make from myself. My body rocked heavily with tremors, my boobs bouncing aggressively as he thrust in and out of me.

“Harder!”

“Oh, shit you feel so good!”

“Oh, my God!”

“Fuck!”

“Arden__oh my, fuck! Fuck!” He pounded me so hard, his hand grabbing me at the back of my throat as he crashed his lips on mine, swallowing up my moans while he drilled me mercilessly. My eyes welled up with tears as I arched my back off the bed, wanting more of his dick. My moans grew louder when his strokes grew more stimulating and he started hitting my G-spot. Every limb and muscle in my body screamed for help as they racked with tremors and vibrating that left my knees buckling and my toes curling.

My vision was beginning to grow faint, with black dots appearing in my vision.

“Look at me!” He ordered me and my eyes snapped open, a feeling of satisfaction crashing over me in waves as I saw how badly he enjoyed being inside of me. The sounds he made were such a turn-on, amplifying my arousal even more.

“Fuck, Peach!” He growled, drilling into me and I moaned, my wrists hurting from being restrained. His flawless skin glistened with sweat, his face contorting with expressions that screamed satisfaction at a glance. He looked like a god, pounding into me mercilessly and fucking my brains out, liquidising it and crushing my mind.

A loud sob tore through my lips.

“Arde__fuck! I am close!”

“Can I come? Shit!” I screamed.

“Come with me, baby.” He groaned, the deep, throaty and animalistic sound rippling from his chest.

He sucked on my nipples long and hard before attaching his head to the hollow of my neck, sucking on it and making sounds I could barely decipher. I cursed and muttered profanities, burying my face in his hair. I screamed, not caring if the ear-splitting sound could bring down the whole building. My stomach tightened heavily, and my legs jerked uncontrollably.

He growled into my neck, shooting his seeds into me as my juices exploded out of me, eliciting a loud sob from me. He filled me up, breathing heavily against me. I whimpered softly, unable to feel any part of my body. I was drained. I was exhausted. Heck, breathing felt like one hell of a job. His hands found the cuffs that restrained my hands, taking them off and they dropped limply.

Then, he looked at me, his eyes glowing with emotions I could barely decipher. He stared at me like I was too good to be true. Like he couldn’t believe I was his.

“Nothing makes sense without you, Peach.”

“Fuck…” His voice trailed off, his eyes steadily on mine and then, without uttering a word, I grabbed his face and kissed him until he forgot how to breathe. I kissed him, channelling everything I felt into the kiss.

I kissed him, claiming him and marking my territory.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he whispered, his voice filled with warmth. He picked me up without hesitation. I was too tired to even lift a finger, so I allowed him to do whatever he wanted, giving into the darkness.